As it turns out, the man Andy fell in love with is more of a mystery than she first thought. When they give their relationship another chance, it's not long before Lex's secrets begin to unravel, threatening their happily ever after.
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Despite all the positive thinking, I was completely lost. I had absolutely no idea what an event such as Evora's gala enticed, and I didn't know how to find out without passing for a complete fool.
Lex was of no help whatsoever. To anything I asked or proposed, he'd just tell me to do as I pleased, that he didn't mind. He was sure he'd love whatever I'd decide on. It was adorable in a way, but also seriously useless. As much as I wanted his opinion to be the only one that mattered, I refused to ridicule myself –and him in the process– at an event his ex was hosting.
So far, I was doing the few things I knew I couldn't mess up. First, I had scheduled an appointment for a haircut, which I'd been in dire need of for weeks. Second, I was taking extra good care of my skin, religiously following my routine. Third, I was training myself to walk in high heels whenever I was home, wearing an old pair of stilettos I'd impulsively bought and never worn. Finally, I was following a very drastic diet.
Tammy had accompanied me on Saturday to several fancy schmancy stores, so I could find a proper cocktail dress. After trying a few models, cuts, and shapes, I had to accept the fact that even wearing Valentino wouldn't make me look decent enough. My body wasn't suited for such goals, and I needed to take care of that.
Lex wasn't too happy with the radical measures I'd taken, but on this matter, I didn't require his input. I needed to get slimmer by next Saturday if I didn't want to look like a sack of potatoes stuffed in an over-priced gown. It was only for nine days. Nine days of barely eating anything, so I could have some results in time. Humans could live without eating at all for forty days, I could survive a little over a week with minimal food intake.
It was still hella hard. Especially since Lex was strongly disagreeing with my attempts at looking as good as I could for Saturday. He purposefully ordered food that I was incapable of resisting, even McDonald's which he'd once referred to as "the worst thing that happened to humanity." He really was trying to make me cave in, but my motivations were strong this time.
We would spend an evening in the presence of the godly creature that was Evora Marleane, and I had to give myself at least some fighting chance. It wasn't a competition, I knew that, but I couldn't help myself. I still couldn't understand why Lex would pick me and not her, and I needed to prove to the world I was worthy of Alexander Coleman.
While our sex life still wasn't back to normal, it was slowly becoming better with each embrace. Lex was fine with intercourse as long as I was the one in charge. For some reason, he was okay when I did it to myself, but he refused to do it to me. It wasn't optimal, but it was something. And on the plus side, it meant I burnt many more calories during sex than usual.
By Tuesday evening, I still didn't have a dress, still hadn't a clue of what shoes I would be able to wear, and still didn't know anything about the proper etiquette expected for the gala. The best way I'd found to pass my frustration and stress was sex, and Lex was kindly allowing me to use him as much as I needed so I could soothe my nerves.
